Lyrics

[rootbeer1]

Everybody chokes
When they see someone cut down in their prime
It may not show when you look at me
But I know I'm in mine
I'm potent, baby, I'm potent
Dangerous to the naked eye
Rest your head on this bed of mother's pride
And find out why

Give me a sense of purpose
A real sense of purpose now
Give me a sense of purpose
A real sense of purpose now

Bully boys don't bother me
I purse my lips and they run away
Guys like you who are gentle and true
Don't come around here everyday
I'm potent, baby, I'm potent
Just one swing of me would get most guys smashed
But a drop of yours makes me stagger and swerve
I guess I'm outclassed

Everybody chokes
When they see someone cut down in their prime
Take this plea to your heart
- lift me in mine

Don't you wanna take me home?
Don't you wanna take me home?

Give me a sense of purpose
A real sense of purpose now
Give me a sense of purpose
A real sense of purpose now

Give me a sense of purpose
A real sense of purpose now
Give me a sense of purpose
A real sense of purpose now

Comments

[winstonthriller.livejournal.com]

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[rootbeer1.livejournal.com]

I was talking with a friend about how, being unemployed, I was looking for a sense of purpose in my life. Then I remembered this song (by the Pretenders), and thought posting the lyrics would help me focus on this.

Plus, it's a cool song.

[winstonthriller.livejournal.com]

Yes it is--one of my favorites from the Pretenders. I just didn't understand the context this morning.